12-21-00
My new moon boot-y snow boots have been met with a less than enthusiastic reception at Younkers.
As a matter of fact, everyone there seems to delight in mocking them.
Carol has repeatedly made comments about me "clomping into work," and just yesterday, someone asked me if I had my snowmobile parked outside, and then snickered loudly.
You know, my feet get cold. The boots keep my feet warm, and help prevent me from falling down and breaking my other knee cap.
Stupid ingrates.
They can bite my frosty white ass.
